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Sarah wasn't joking when she said she wanted to learn how to fight, we were filled with pride at her determination. As much energy as it was that she put in, it was still funny to watch her fumble a few times. On the third day of her training, I decided to join, Johnny is a patient teacher and always ready to correct. "Rose, that's a wrong form you are using," Johnny sighed for the umpteen times as he corrected me. "your legs should be spread wide" his breath fanned my ear. My body hummed alert at the closeness of his body to ours, and my breath hitched a low gasp escaping my lips as his fingers lightly held my thighs, correcting my posture. This has been the torture my body has been enduring, his scent caressed my nose, filling my subconscious with the thoughts of him. "Now, thi

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